Submissions by ScarletEmber
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Hello there, My name is Enya and I like to think I'm pretty awesome. I'm a senior at Kutztown and I love it here immensely.
SELF POEM
Published
17th Apr 2012 10:44pm
17th Apr 2012 10:44pm
Hunger.
It rumbles through my torso.
If I don't satisfy it, it makes me ill.
But even when I do,
It comes back up against my will.
Sometimes I do force it.
And sometimes it forces me.
I don't want to eat.
But food is what I need.
I can't say no to it.
It's there, it must be eaten.
But time and time again,
My insides take the beatin'.
I'm surprised my stomach hasn't burst.
Nor has my esophagus erupted.
I am thankful, don't mistake that.
But how did I get so corrupted?
Some days I wake and I can't move. ...
If I don't satisfy it, it makes me ill.
But even when I do,
It comes back up against my will.
Sometimes I do force it.
And sometimes it forces me.
I don't want to eat.
But food is what I need.
I can't say no to it.
It's there, it must be eaten.
But time and time again,
My insides take the beatin'.
I'm surprised my stomach hasn't burst.
Nor has my esophagus erupted.
I am thankful, don't mistake that.
But how did I get so corrupted?
Some days I wake and I can't move. ...
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DARK POEM
Published
1st Mar 2012 10:07pm
1st Mar 2012 10:07pm
A car crash can really f**k with you.
I should have died.
I am not a good person.
Because I am here,
People's lives have only worsened.
I try to remember doing good.
I can only see the bad.
The times I made my father cry,
All the times I made my parents sad.
I taunted my brother relentlessly.
He punched one of my many faces.
I really had it coming,
But come on... I had braces...
Blood poured out of my lip.
He got into so much trouble.
I got him back years later, I
whacked him with a baseball bat,
my trouble was double.
My...
I am not a good person.
Because I am here,
People's lives have only worsened.
I try to remember doing good.
I can only see the bad.
The times I made my father cry,
All the times I made my parents sad.
I taunted my brother relentlessly.
He punched one of my many faces.
I really had it coming,
But come on... I had braces...
Blood poured out of my lip.
He got into so much trouble.
I got him back years later, I
whacked him with a baseball bat,
my trouble was double.
My...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
27th Feb 2012 3:17pm
27th Feb 2012 3:17pm
Subspace
It feels like flying.
No, I'm not dying.
Tug my hair, beat my bum.
But please don't make me numb.
I like the pain.
You may think I'm insane.
But it's not that abnormal.
What is normal?
My legs go limp, I can't breathe.
You're not even choking me.
I pant, I grunt, I'm so excited.
To feel this again I'd be delighted.
I'm so glad I trust you.
I love being tied up. Who knew?
dig your kubaton into my shoulder.
My love for pain is more than a smolder.
You dig, I yelp.
But don't...
No, I'm not dying.
Tug my hair, beat my bum.
But please don't make me numb.
I like the pain.
You may think I'm insane.
But it's not that abnormal.
What is normal?
My legs go limp, I can't breathe.
You're not even choking me.
I pant, I grunt, I'm so excited.
To feel this again I'd be delighted.
I'm so glad I trust you.
I love being tied up. Who knew?
dig your kubaton into my shoulder.
My love for pain is more than a smolder.
You dig, I yelp.
But don't...
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SELF POEM
Published
11th Feb 2012 3:43pm
11th Feb 2012 3:43pm
Vendetta
No. What is no?
I don't use that word.
I don't get to say no,
I have no self worth.
Take me.
Use me.
Go on,
abuse me.
No one will stop you.
No one will care.
I've got all day,
I'm not going anywhere.
Beat me, fuck me,
Torture me until I'm numb.
Wait, scratch that. I'm already there.
How dumb.
"I like you." "You're married."
How dare I say no.
He went on his way,
And numb with self hate, I glow.
I glow red.
I glow white.
The red is anger, ...
I don't use that word.
I don't get to say no,
I have no self worth.
Take me.
Use me.
Go on,
abuse me.
No one will stop you.
No one will care.
I've got all day,
I'm not going anywhere.
Beat me, fuck me,
Torture me until I'm numb.
Wait, scratch that. I'm already there.
How dumb.
"I like you." "You're married."
How dare I say no.
He went on his way,
And numb with self hate, I glow.
I glow red.
I glow white.
The red is anger, ...
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LOVE POEM
Published
1st Feb 2012 5:44pm
1st Feb 2012 5:44pm
Master Vicol
I thought you were creepy when we met.
What was a 35 year old doing with an 18 year old?
I went to the bar with you guys that night,
And my life forever changed, just like I was told.
We talked that night, we talked a lot.
I was confused, but I listened close.
You were Anja's boyfriend and master.
Her what? But I knew you loved her most.
Tsuritsa was a submissive to you both.
Anja was a swicth. A sub to you, a domme to her.
I wanted to be your pet too.
I think you could already infer.
You took me in, though I was a...
What was a 35 year old doing with an 18 year old?
I went to the bar with you guys that night,
And my life forever changed, just like I was told.
We talked that night, we talked a lot.
I was confused, but I listened close.
You were Anja's boyfriend and master.
Her what? But I knew you loved her most.
Tsuritsa was a submissive to you both.
Anja was a swicth. A sub to you, a domme to her.
I wanted to be your pet too.
I think you could already infer.
You took me in, though I was a...
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LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Dec 2011 7:32pm
23rd Dec 2011 7:32pm
You deserve more.
When I look into your eyes,
I can see you're suffering.
Your love for her is your demise,
Your will is withering.
Withering away, because you "love her".
Then why do you cheat on her so?
You looked my in the eyes,
and your face brightened, so you know.
"Even in the dark, I can get lost in your eyes."
Do you say that to her?
I bet you say that to all the girls,
I want it to be a blur.
I hate myself for fucking you.
For being the other girl.
She should be your everything.
Your breath....
I can see you're suffering.
Your love for her is your demise,
Your will is withering.
Withering away, because you "love her".
Then why do you cheat on her so?
You looked my in the eyes,
and your face brightened, so you know.
"Even in the dark, I can get lost in your eyes."
Do you say that to her?
I bet you say that to all the girls,
I want it to be a blur.
I hate myself for fucking you.
For being the other girl.
She should be your everything.
Your breath....
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Dec 2011 11:27pm
16th Dec 2011 11:27pm
Fear.
Slip, crash, everything turns white.
Am I going to die? I have no sight.
My life flashed before my eyes.
It's amazing I didn't die.
We slipped, we tumbled, I heard the crunch.
My windshield caved in. Just a hunch.
I'm suddenly soaked. We're in water?
I know my parents love their daughter.
Did I crawl out the window, or through the door?
I can't even bare to think anymore.
Oh thank God the water is only ankle high.
How the hell am I still alive?
Climb. Climb up, we have to climb....
Am I going to die? I have no sight.
My life flashed before my eyes.
It's amazing I didn't die.
We slipped, we tumbled, I heard the crunch.
My windshield caved in. Just a hunch.
I'm suddenly soaked. We're in water?
I know my parents love their daughter.
Did I crawl out the window, or through the door?
I can't even bare to think anymore.
Oh thank God the water is only ankle high.
How the hell am I still alive?
Climb. Climb up, we have to climb....
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ANGER POEM
Published
18th Nov 2011 4:00pm
18th Nov 2011 4:00pm
"Love"
When I look back on you, on us,
The first emotion that fills me is disgust.
I was so blinded by infatuation.
An older boy loves me without hesitation.
It wasn’t love; it was the need to be wanted.
Every now and again, my dreams are haunted.
Haunted with the memories of all the times I cried,
I thought I was bad, and you wouldn’t tell me why.
I apologized for being that way.
You held me close and said it’s ok.
It’s OK that you made me fight for your attention?
Think again, because you’re wrong, but all your wrongs I won’t mention.
Did...
The first emotion that fills me is disgust.
I was so blinded by infatuation.
An older boy loves me without hesitation.
It wasn’t love; it was the need to be wanted.
Every now and again, my dreams are haunted.
Haunted with the memories of all the times I cried,
I thought I was bad, and you wouldn’t tell me why.
I apologized for being that way.
You held me close and said it’s ok.
It’s OK that you made me fight for your attention?
Think again, because you’re wrong, but all your wrongs I won’t mention.
Did...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Nov 2011 1:19am
16th Nov 2011 1:19am
Still Hanging on.
I am me, a lonely leaf.
The last leaf hanging on the tree.
All the other leaves turned colors, and scattered away.
But green am I, and here to stay.
The seasons changed,
Summer to fall to winter,
They're all gone.
And I still hold on.
I am me, the strong leaf.
I know my way, I know my place.
I've met mother nature face to face.
I smile at her with much grace.
The wind and rain have come my way.
But I am strong and here to stay.
The other leaves have fallen and gone.
But I am me, I still hold on.
The frost has come,...
The last leaf hanging on the tree.
All the other leaves turned colors, and scattered away.
But green am I, and here to stay.
The seasons changed,
Summer to fall to winter,
They're all gone.
And I still hold on.
I am me, the strong leaf.
I know my way, I know my place.
I've met mother nature face to face.
I smile at her with much grace.
The wind and rain have come my way.
But I am strong and here to stay.
The other leaves have fallen and gone.
But I am me, I still hold on.
The frost has come,...
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SELF POEM
Published
15th Nov 2011 5:28pm
15th Nov 2011 5:28pm
Cutting edge, the bloody truth.
I haven't done it in a while,
but every now end then, I'll pick up the blade,
press it to my skin.
Will I win?
Not this time, today I lost.
I watch the blood trickle down my body. It all happened so fast.
Well if I want to be free I guess this is the cost.
So many things gone through my head.
When it was over, I looked down at the blade.
And I looked down at my wound.
Not again, I think. What did I do?
Other days, I beat it. But in a sad way.
I press the blade down, hard enough to feel it,
but not enough to penetrate.
I...
but every now end then, I'll pick up the blade,
press it to my skin.
Will I win?
Not this time, today I lost.
I watch the blood trickle down my body. It all happened so fast.
Well if I want to be free I guess this is the cost.
So many things gone through my head.
When it was over, I looked down at the blade.
And I looked down at my wound.
Not again, I think. What did I do?
Other days, I beat it. But in a sad way.
I press the blade down, hard enough to feel it,
but not enough to penetrate.
I...
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ANGER POEM
Published
16th Sep 2011 6:22am
16th Sep 2011 6:22am
Trapped in thick walls.
Head, shoulders, knees, toes.
There are things about me you don't quite know.
Like everyday I hide from you.
I'm always running from the truth.
The truth is it scares me.
And I'll never just let it be.
I lock myself inside these walls,
to protect myself from the fall.
The fall I know I'm going to take-
I'll fall so hard, I might not wake.
I'm afraid of myself and who I've become.
This is all happening so fast, what have I done?
Maybe I am in the wrong.
And I never admitted it all along.
I'm sorry who I am hurts you.
I...
There are things about me you don't quite know.
Like everyday I hide from you.
I'm always running from the truth.
The truth is it scares me.
And I'll never just let it be.
I lock myself inside these walls,
to protect myself from the fall.
The fall I know I'm going to take-
I'll fall so hard, I might not wake.
I'm afraid of myself and who I've become.
This is all happening so fast, what have I done?
Maybe I am in the wrong.
And I never admitted it all along.
I'm sorry who I am hurts you.
I...
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